I started having second thoughts on the way back to my apartment.
My life was already complicated enough—bringing home a man with an unknown background who'd just been involved in a shootout was far from a wise move.
I wasn't sure why I'd blurted out an invitation for him to come to my place. Maybe it was the way he shielded me back in the hotel room, his relentless protectiveness in the heat of gunfire, that momentarily swayed me.
In just a few months, my life had been turned upside down. The dark side of it, much like the night outside the car window, had slowly crept in.
But so what? The mundane life of a housewife was nothing but a lie, and I had learned that the hard way.
No one could live purely in the light. And this man... he might just have the power I needed.
I glanced at M
